"Seriously, though, from what I've heard you do, you could be the champion of instrumentals for years!" Jethro assured. He sat back and suddenly his eyes went wide. He turned to look at Felicia with a devious grin. She looked back at him with a wary face of concern.
"Whaaat?" she asked. "What are you thinking?"
"Ohh, something you're probably gonna kill me for," he snickered.
Felicia had made the decision to sleep in one day. She finally woke up, stretching and yawning. She swung her legs off the side of the bed, sitting there for a moment before finally getting up. She put her robe on over her pajamas and walked into the kitchen. There was a sudden knock on the door, or rather a pounding as if it were urgent. She moved somewhat sluggishly to see who it was.
"Coming!" she called as she turned the doorknob and opened the door. "Who is- whoa!"
Unbeknownst to her, it had snowed the night before. Quite heavily, too. There was about three to five inches of snow covering everything. Including the porch, which had gotten rather slick, as she found out. She slipped and fell, slowly sliding right into Jethro, who was dressed in full winter attire. During the slipping and sliding, her pajamas and robe had slid up on her, and her face went dark red as she looked up at her boyfriend, who looked back down at her with a goofy grin.
"Well, that's one way to start the morning," he said, helping her up and carrying her back to the house.
"When did this happen?" Felicia asked.
"Hon, it's the middle of January," Jethro said. "Didn't you pay attention to the forecast?"
Felicia looked away sheepishly. "I… may have stayed up reading a little longer than I thought and missed the news," she said.
Jethro chuckled as they went inside and made a few cups of hot chocolate.
"One of my most embarrassing moments, having my pajamas slide up like that," Felicia said, her face turning red. Jethro smiled sympathetically, leaned over to her and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"I really didn't pay attention to it," he said. "I was too focused on the fact that you forgot it was winter." Felicia grumbled and shrank in her seat.
"That wasn't all too great a moment, either," she muttered.
"You were fine," Jethro said, rubbing her shoulder. "We had hot chocolate together, and that's always a good moment." Frita snorted in amusement across the table.